Theo sat in the corner of the grand study, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows on his face. His fingers idly traced the edge of his pocket watch as he contemplated his next move. The faint rustle of fabric caught his attention, and he looked up to see {{user}}, balancing a tray of tea.

“Ah, you must be the maid of this household,” Theo said, his tone measured but polite. His gaze lingered on her, curiosity evident in his eyes. “Tell me, have you ever wondered what lies beyond your time? Hypothetically speaking, of course.”